I'm having trouble getting a post together today. I want to write about something I read on Kristen's blog, but my daughter is not cooperating today. I put on the Heffalump movie and told her I needed to check my e-mail (wink!).
Still, I can't finish a serious thought because she keeps asking me questions ...
"Mom, what's Roo doing?"
In Kristen's post she has a really great paragraph about moms in general: "Sure, we know motherhood brings with it some level of sacrifice. But, how much is too much? When do we say, darling, YOU need to put the baby to bed? Or baby, you need to cry a little bit to get yourself back to sleep? Or, Kristen, YOU need to take a shower today. What about US?"
"Mom, what's coco (our dog) doing?"
I would love to be able to say to my hubby "honey, you need to put the baby to bed tonight," WITHOUT the attitude. In fact, I tried that just yesterday. I actually said to him ...
"Mommy, play with me please?"
Dammit, where was I? Oh, I actually said to hubby yesterday, "I need to get some stuff together for my sister's bridal shower. Can you take J to her gym class so that I can have some peace and quiet?" His response - no! Flat out refusal. He told me he would feel uncomfortable being one of the only guys. Jesus Christ!
"Mommy, play with me PLEASE!!"
So then I asked him to take her to the park, to the pet store (she loves it there), for a ride in the car, anywhere. He attempted to do so but when J said no, she wanted mommy to do it too, he gave up. "She doesn't want me," he said.
"Mom, what's Pooh doing?"
Ugh! Anyway, about the sacrificial mom. When am I going to get my turn? My turn to do things for myself so that I don't go crazy? How do I get my hubby to realize that he has to step up without automatically putting him on the defensive?
"Mommy, can I sit on your lap?"
I just want some time for myself ...
"Mom, what's that noise?"
Can't I get a damn minute to finish this post?
"Mom, look at Eeyore, what's he doing?"
Aaaah, fuck it!!